Текст песни Андрей Козловский - Лифт на родину Мао

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How not to dodge, and time is short.
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And that is not the slow grow wiser books.
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I get up in the elevator to the home of Mao,
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The highest roof under the stars.
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I get up in the elevator to the home of Mao,
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The highest roof under the stars.

Creaking ropes, banging on the walls,
I am drawn to the light, like a bucket from a well.
And I have no doubt that someday all of us
Have to go where the living is not live.

And no matter what is the door to me did not break;
Fire, water il pathos of copper pipe
The one who rides the elevator to the home of Mao,
He has enough of what he was going.

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Each of us knows how to enter, so as not to leave.
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And since I still live, live, not survive,
At different speeds, we go up in the elevator,
The highest roof under the stars.

But time, time, time is short.
And do not get smarter by slow books.
I get up in the elevator to the home of Mao,
The highest roof under the stars.